And so, whilst the world rages around us all, I took a couple of days off to go camping with my girl and her pals. Spring is aching to burst through all around us and we were there to soak it in.
Quite literally, actually, given how much rain we've had here lately and how thoroughly soaked the ground is. Still, our campsite was dry and our spirits warm.
We camped at our friends' farm across the river in Southern Indiana, just up from their pond. The spring peepers serenaded us to sleep and the whippoorwill awoke us in the morning (about 3 in the morning, that is).
So far this year at the farm, I've spotted bluebirds, blue jays, robins, eastern towhee, brown thrashers, sparrows of all sorts, crows, an owl of uncertain pedigree, carolina chickadees, nuthatch, tufted titmouse (titmice?) and downy woodpeckers. I've heard the whippoorwill and perhaps other birds that I can't yet identify by song.
The grass is bright green and the trees are budding. The forsythia is in bloom, as are the early wildflowers.
They're calling for sleet/snow possibly next week, but I don't think spring can be stopped so easily.
Many thanks to our farm friends. May the children all rise up and call you blessed. You can find more photos of the farm over at the Jeff Street blog.
Ah...can't wait until it's warm enough up here to go camping.
ReplyDeleteHard to beat kids and camping. Too old for that anymore, but recall having a whippoorwill sit atop the tent one night. Funny thing about kids..they may be picky eaters at home, but they are ravenous if something has been burned on an open fire. :)
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